Monday, January 28, 2013

Thirty-Four.

My birthday totally snuck up on me this year. Like we just celebrated the new year and then I blinked and it was January 28th. Yep. Today is my 34th birthday. Go shorty...

Early last week I was talking to a friend at CrossFit and she asked what day of the week my birthday was on and I was like, It's either Monday or Tuesday. I didn't know! Granted, it was 5 o'clock in the morning but still. Every year before this one, like most people, I have excitedly anticipated my birthday. But this year the build-up to the day I was born totally slipped by me. But here it is! I am officially another year older.

Despite being born in one of the coldest months of the year, I've made it a tradition for the last decade or so to do a run all by myself on my birthday. Obviously last year's run was more of a waddle due to my rotund 33-weeks pregnant belly and now that Alice is here, it is a bit tough to get out for a solo run during the week unless I go well before dawn. So this year, I did my celebratory run the day before my birthday. Yesterday I laced up my shoes, put on an extra long-sleeve, popped in my ear buds and headed out the door. I logged 7 miles yesterday. And as my feet struck the pavement to the beats of Rihanna (don't judge) and my lungs burned and my legs ached as I pushed myself up and down the hills of Commonwealth Ave I felt so alive!

And I also felt so happy to be turning 34.

Little feet & Bee jammies.

And one more thing... Do you remember what happened on this day in 1986?This happened. I remember sitting in Mrs. Reese's class on my 7th birthday eating cupcakes my mom made for the class as we watched that shuttle take off. And then I remember my teacher crying and turning off the TV, trying to explain to us what had just happened. It's weird those little things you remember from when you were a kid. And then on my mom's birthday on Feb 1st, 2003, this happened! How crazy that my mom and I both have had space shuttle tragedies on our birthdays.

6 comments:

Happy Birthday, Briana! Wow, I didn't know our special days were so close- I'm Feb 3rd, turning 33 this year, though I just had to count to figure that out. Really? Who forgets how old they are? Oh, well.

And I really love that you take time to run on every birthday. Such a good reminder to take a moment to do something just for you! Hope you have a wonderful day. It's been so great getting to know you over this blogland!

Happy Birthdat Briana! I like your birthday tradition, and how oddd is that about the shuttle thing!? I remember one year on ym birthday we sat around watching the cops chase OJ Simpson in his white bronco! Oh the things you remember. Happy 34th.

Happy Birthday! 34 has been a good year for me so far :) And I definately remember that explosion, I bet we were in the same grade. Ever inspired by your dedication to fitness too- hope it was a good day.

I hope you had a great birthday!! It made me smile ... having you mention my mother in your post... she is always crying you know, only know it is because all her children are NOT what she would have liked us to be! HAHA.